My Fate
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Lune Clark, a snarky, caring, loving, sometimes cocky and sarcastic 19 year old she-wolf. She was taken into Moon Shine Pack at the age of 1 month after being discovered naked with only a letter by her side. She had yet to discover what the words in the letter actually meant. Being banished from her pack for committing a crime, she runs into the Cold Howlers Pack unannounced. Alpha Wilder Brax, Alpha of the Cold Howlers Pack. Known to be ruthless and cold hearted, he hated the idea of love due to past experiences. What happens when Lune wonders into his territory and finds out she's his mate? Will he accept her? Will she? Read to find out what happens next <3 P.s - This is my first time writing a book, so please excuse any spelling mistakes or misuse of language. I would also appreciate if you guys pointed out any mistakes so I could try to arrange them. Thanks <3 P.s.s - Any pictures used in my book are not mine. The story was my idea. Any similarities are completely coincidental.
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If you throw a rogue wolf into a pack, what do you get? Certainly, not a Luna. Kaia Aalish, rogue-born, must outrun the repercussions of her murderous past to become the fated Luna of Caedes, but that does not appear to be her true intention. __________________________________ "You're killing me," I moaned, tugging on his shirt which irritatingly still stood between us. He got the hint. Before I really had time to even acknowledge the sculpted muscle bound to his well-defined body, his shirt was on the floor, and his lips found mine. The kiss was in no way gentle. Lust burned at the tips of our tongues, each of them fighting for dominance over one another. His hands were just beginning to fiddle with the button of my jeans when the door was thrown open. Both of our attentions shot to the door with a now very broken doorknob. Though, that wasn't really what I was interested in. Oh, no. My mind was focused on a very real problem--that I was laying on a bed with a man I had only met maybe three hours ago while, simultaneously, staring into the dark eyes of my mate. Highest Ranking: #4 in Werewolf 6/23/17 Completed: 8/10/2020 © All Rights Reserved 2016

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